"Hit em up was trash" -Funk Flex

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Outside the you claim to be a player but I fucced your wife line, Hit em up is Doo Doo

Peep how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you nikkas getting killed with your mouths open
Trying to come up off of me, you in the clouds hoping
Smoking dope, it's like a sherm high
nikkas think they learned to fly
But they burn, motherfukker, you deserve to die
Talking about you getting money, but it's funny to me
All you nikkas living bummy, why you fukking with me?
I'm a self-made millionaire
Thug livin', out of prison, pistols in the air haha
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
And beg a bytch to let you sleep in the house?
Now it's all about Versace, you copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled
Now I'm back to set the record straight
With my AK, I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Motherfukker, I'll hit 'em up

The disgust in Pac's voice when he said "This ain't no freestyle battle" :laff: :deadrose: Whole song is full of quotables, East Coast drops subliminals, West Coast drops direct hits :wow: Not one West Coast DJ gives a f*ck about "Who Shot Ya", but Pac STAYS on east coast DJs minds 20 years later. Just so many vicious barbs at New York, I could understand how that sh*t might hurt deep inside :wow:

All you nikkaz living bummy.....

Tupac house:

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Biggie house:

didn't have one :francis:

That's basically why Biggie didn't respond. Hit 'em up the type of record to have you questioning your existence :francis:
 

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Peep how we do it, keep it real as penitentiary steel
This ain't no freestyle battle
All you nikkas getting killed with your mouths open
Trying to come up off of me, you in the clouds hoping
Smoking dope, it's like a sherm high
nikkas think they learned to fly
But they burn, motherfukker, you deserve to die
Talking about you getting money, but it's funny to me
All you nikkas living bummy, why you fukking with me?
I'm a self-made millionaire
Thug livin', out of prison, pistols in the air haha
Biggie, remember when I used to let you sleep on the couch
And beg a bytch to let you sleep in the house?
Now it's all about Versace, you copied my style
Five shots couldn't drop me, I took it and smiled
Now I'm back to set the record straight
With my AK, I'm still the thug that you love to hate
Motherfukker, I'll hit 'em up

The disgust in Pac's voice when he said "This ain't no freestyle battle" :laff: :deadrose: Whole song is full of quotables, East Coast drops subliminals, West Coast drops direct hits :wow: Not one West Coast DJ gives a f*ck about "Who Shot Ya", but Pac STAYS on east coast DJs minds 20 years later. Just so many vicious barbs at New York, I could understand how that sh*t might hurt deep inside :wow:

All you nikkaz living bummy.....

Tupac house:

2015-02-04_23h30_25.jpg



Biggie house:

didn't have one :francis:

That's basically why Biggie didn't respond. Hit 'em up the type of record to have you questioning your existence :francis:



Ain't nobody reading all this shyt cac
 
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